 From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd, desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied...  Anselmo; or, The day of trial - Страница 45по Mary Hill (novelist.) - 1813Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | John Bell - 1796 - 470 страници
...repose I wake : liow happy 1'iey who wake no more ! Yet t!iat were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a. sea of dreams Tumultuous;...where my wreck'd desponding thought From wave to wave oFfancy'd misery If At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tlio' now restor'd, 'tis only change... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 страници
...repose I wake — How happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. 1 wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where...my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancy'd misery, 1 1 At random drove, her helm of reason lost: Though now restor'd, 'tis only change... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 страници
...wake : How happy they, who wake no more! ,Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I ; „ . ^ I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancy 'd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 страници
...disturb'd repose, I wake: How happy they, who wake no more! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave offancy'd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 402 страници
...repose, I wake : How happy they, who wake no more! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave offancy'd misery. At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 412 страници
...repose, I wake : How happy they, who wake no more! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave offancy'd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 238 страници
...anddisturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...my wreck'd desponding thought From wave to wave of fancy'd misery At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restor'd, 'tis only change cf pain,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 284 страници
...disturb'd repose I wake: how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain^ if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancy'd misery, . At random drove, her helm of reason lost: Though now restored, 'tis only change of... | |
 | James Macpherson - 1805 - 654 страници
...— which pierced his side." Night Thoughts. Supra, in. +. and vi. ". Tumultuous, where my wrecked desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery, At random drove. See Cat him ofClutha, 7. 5 Why are ye dark like two rocks, each with its trickling waters.] POPE'S... | |
 | Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808 - 336 страници
...disturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! \et that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous;...wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her hehu of reason lost. Though now restor'd 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change !) severer for... | |
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